His Way
He is so dark, so majestic. In ways I never thought possible, he brings fear to me. Fear accompanied by warmth.
His teeth may be slightly crocked, but only if you're looking close. His hair is not greasy but shiny, like that of a thousand suns. He glows. He glows with the power that I find irresistible. Ohhhhh, and the way he walks… Yes, the way in which he walks or more like glides down the corridors of the ancient and historic castle. He seems to float on air like the ghost that some say he is because of his skin which is so dreadfully pale to some… I think it's beautiful. Although that is not the write word to describe him. In fact he would probably strangle anyone he new to have used that word towards him.
But how then, am I to describe this living wonder…
War hero?
No, that is not right, however true it may be.
Spy?
Again true, but it fails to tell of his magnificent splendor.
I know, a brave and chivalrous knight!
No, most definitely not!
Then how?.. How am I to describe this man that warms my heart so. How to I tell of the tale of my love for him from his billowing, black robes to his crocked nose…
Oh! who am I kidding? I know just the word to describe this magnificent man, but he would surly chop me up and put he in his cauldron if he ever found out I had called him this… However, as I sit hear telling you my tale I find that more and more I seem not to care what he shall do to me when he finds out, which I sure he will, fore everything he dose feels so good!
Severus Snape, is my lover and nothing less.
It was a challenge from a friend. It had to be under a page and 300 words to the exact. I had 306 so I was pretty close. Anyhow, I hope you liked it.